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In the quiet of his room, a man loses himself in the intense pleasure of his own touch. He reclines in his armchair, his hand working his rigid cock with increasing urgency. His eyes flutter closed as he imagines a forbidden touch, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The room fills with the sound of his wet strokes and the scent of his musk, as he chases his release, his body tensing as he finally finds it, his cock pulsing in his hand.